closer to my dreams
"the courage it took to get out of bed each
to face the same things
over and over
"Everything seems to be exhausting me, no matter how much sleep or how much coffee I drink or how long I lie down, something inside me seems to have given up. My soul is tired."
"He looked at my legs - at all the cuts and scars then stared into my eyes. “Don’t do it again.” He whispered. He gently rubbed the back of his fingers up and down them lightly, then he kissed me. I felt everything. And in that one kiss, I knew. I knew this couldn’t be good."